Hap could see no badges of rank, suggesting they were some special forces unit. Only those units didn't mark out their officers lest they become the f...rst targets in an ambush.The stance they took, their demeanor, the way their eyes darted about missing nothing, suggested these were well trained elite soldiers. Hap quietly told Clonagh beside him to keep her hands visible and not to make any sudden movement. He did the same and endeavored to remain calm as the first of the soldiers walked down. It was very unlike the Jason I knew to be so forward, so who was I to deprive him of a bit of fun? Besides, the deed had been done now. There was no going back."Far be it from me to stop you," I said. "It'd hardly be fair for Leighton to have a go and then not let you, would it?"Jason tossed the sticky, crumpled tissue at Leighton and asked me to help him turn her over. While Leighton went to clean himself up and dispose of the tissue, we lifted her gently and rolled her on to her front, so. Do you need any tools for it?" he asked."Just a pair of pliers and a flat-head screwdriver, sir." Jack replied as he took the carrier from the car. Mr. Williams put the pup in the little fenced area away from the others, then went into the garage to get the pliers and screwdriver. He came back with the tools and helped Jack assemble the carrier. When it was done, Jack put the carrier in the back seat of the car. It just fit through the door of the car. He tied the red gift bow to the door of. My voice was in the upper ranges for a boy. One teachersuggested that I could be a countertenor. Now I wish I could sing like asoprano, but after three months I have developed a pretty nice mezzosoprano voice. Not a lot of volume, but I'm happy.So why did I want to improve my singing voice? I planned to serenadeRebecca on our anniversary. We were going to replay our first date bygoing to the opera and wearing the same dresses (with a couple ofchanges like having sex afterwards, and one Rebecca.